The people of Lingzhou were more inclined to believe Yin Fenggu, thinking that it was impossible for someone at the Mahayana stage to challenge someone of a higher level.
Even if they could surpass their level, so what? Half of the hundreds of disciples in the Taiqing Sect are only at the Integration Stage.
These people haven't even made a move yet; with their help, how could Han Feng possibly be a match for them?
"No wonder people call you the Old Demon. It seems the bloodshed you've caused is enough to make you die ten thousand times over." Yin Fenggu was no longer as relaxed as before.
The sight of Han Feng in front of him made him uneasy, and this unease was one of trepidation.
In other words, a battle is about to take place, and he may not be able to win easily.
"You righteous sects all love to talk nonsense. Do you think I'll surrender just because you talk?" The black-clad "Han Feng" shone with a dark light.
A thousand-armed Dharma form materialized, its aura even more powerful than before.
The laws of slaughter and destruction are integrated into the Dharma form, making the entire Dharma form even more violent.
Two heads sprouted from each of his left and right shoulders, transforming his appearance into a three-headed, thousand-armed form.
"It seems you will remain stubbornly deluded to the end. Today, I, Master Fenggu, will use my sword to slay you, you demon."
Yin Fenggu dared not be the slightest bit arrogant, and four more flying swords came out.
These four flying swords each correspond to an attribute: metal, wood, water, and earth.
Under his control, the four swords rapidly split and replicated into tens of thousands of swords.
All the swords emitted a dazzling light, falling like raindrops from the sky, crashing down on Han Feng with a "crackling" sound.
Han Feng showed no fear whatsoever, and thousands of palms slammed towards the rain of swords.
The rain of swords clashed violently with the palms, creating a dazzling display of multicolored light and deafening impacts.
In the end, the red light prevailed, and the countless rain of swords vanished.
A black hand approached Yin Fenggu, who quickly summoned his protective magic treasure.
His protective magical artifact was shattered, and Yin Fenggu himself was thrown two or three meters before finally coming to a stop.
He felt a churning sensation in his body and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Fortunately, Yin Fenggu had just used his protective magic treasure in time, otherwise that attack would have killed him.
"What's going on! Master Fenggu was actually defeated and almost died from a single blow."
"This old demon Han's strength is too unbelievable. He is only at the Integration stage, yet he was able to defeat a half-step Mahayana stage cultivator."
"Let's leave as soon as possible. I have a very bad feeling."
"What's there to be afraid of? Hundreds of Taiqing Sect disciples haven't even attacked yet. If they attack again, we can still leave in time."
...
Seeing Yin Fenggu injured, the group lost their previous confidence.
Several of them took out flying magical artifacts, and if things went wrong again, they quickly returned to Lingzhou.
"It seems I underestimated you!"
Yin Fenggu's face was full of anger.
He had just confidently declared in front of everyone that the Integration Stage cultivator could not defeat the Mahayana Stage cultivator.
He never expected to be proven wrong so quickly; he was almost killed by Han Feng just now.
Yin Fenggu is preparing to change his strategy and stop relying too much on the rules.
Such a sword can split into many parts, but its power is greatly reduced.
He only split into a thousand swords, just enough to resist Han Feng's Thousand Hands.
Yin Fenggu's strategy was very effective, turning the tide of the battle and making it difficult to determine the winner.
However, his expression was not good. He was only at the half-step Mahayana stage, and it would be a shameful thing to fight to a draw.
Yin Fenggu suppressed his impatience, wanting to wear Han Feng down to death.
His cultivation has reached the half-step Mahayana stage, and his magical power is definitely greater than Han Feng's.
Unfortunately, his idea was ultimately wishful thinking; the body that Han Feng's clone possessed was that of the Second Saint Ancestor Yuan.
Yuan Er Shengzu is a newly advanced Mahayana cultivator, and his magical power is certainly far superior to that of Yin Fenggu.
After several dozen more rounds of fighting, Yin Fenggu realized he couldn't take it anymore.
He also realized that Han Feng's magical power was greater than his own, and that he would be the one who eventually succumbed to exhaustion.
"Form an array and come help me!"
Yin Fenggu felt completely exhausted and couldn't care less about anything else.
The disciples of Taiqing Sect dared not be negligent in the slightest, and hundreds of them worked together to set up a sword formation.
After the sword formation was successfully formed, a purple sword suddenly appeared.
This purple sword is the most prized treasure of the Taiqing Sect, called the Xuantian Purple Light Sword.
It ranks fifth on the Xuan Tian list and is a Xuan Tian treasure with terrifying power.
The Xuan Tian Zi Guang Sword before them was not a true Xuan Tian Supreme Treasure, but rather a sword array formed from sword energy, possessing one-third of the power of the Xuan Tian Zi Guang Sword.
Even if the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword only possesses two or three tenths of its original power, it is still enough to kill an ordinary Mahayana cultivator.
"I, Wei Bufan, the senior disciple of the Taiqing Sect, will today slay the demon Han Feng."
Wei Bufan, whose cultivation had reached the late stage of the Integration Realm, gripped his purple sword and slashed at the black-clad "Han Feng".
The man in black, "Han Feng," was already struggling against Yin Fenggu, and with Wei Bufan added to the mix, he was definitely no match for him.
Seeing that things were going badly, Zhuge Yanran stepped forward to block Wei Bufan.
“Miss Zhuge, I have no hostility towards you. If you step aside now, I may let you go,” Wei Bufan said coldly.
“Your Taiqing Sect is supposed to be a reputable sect, yet a half-step Mahayana cultivator is bullying a Nascent Soul cultivator. This is already an act of bullying the weak, and now that things are going badly, you want to make a move.” Zhuge Yanran showed no intention of backing down.
“If it were anyone else, I definitely wouldn’t have made a move, but this old devil Han has bullied all the cultivators in Lingzhou and cultivates the Law of Slaughter. I will definitely not let such a vicious person go.”
"You're being a bit one-sided. Which of the Lingzhou cultivators here do you think is innocent? Did they come to Tiannan to cultivate properly, or did they want to plunder Tiannan? If it weren't for Han Feng, the entire Tiannan would be gone."
During the time Zhuge Yanran served as the vice leader of the alliance, she also gained a deep understanding of Han Feng's character.
Han Feng was not as bloodthirsty as rumored; he was kind to those around him.
Aside from his greed for spirit stones, he had almost no flaws.
"Shut up!"
Wei Bufan roared in anger.
"You've been brainwashed by Old Man Han. Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless."
He brandished the Xuan Tian Zi Guang Sword and slashed at Zhuge Yanran.
Zhuge Yanran quickly used her golden sword to block in front of her, but how could the golden sword withstand the Xuan Tian Zi Guang sword?
The golden sword was no match for Wei Bufan and was knocked away.
"This is your own fault for being so stubborn, so don't blame me."
With a cold expression, Wei Bufan raised the Xuan Tian Zi Guang Sword, intending to kill Zhuge Yanran.
Zhuge Yanran wanted to use the laws of space to escape from this place.
However, the Xuan Tian Ling Bao possesses powerful laws, and when used, it can temporarily seal off the surrounding space.
This also meant that Zhuge Yanran had no chance of escape, and Wei Bufan decisively brought down the Xuan Tian Zi Guang Sword in his hand.
Just as Zhuge Yanran was about to perish, a golden fist struck and knocked the Xuan Tian Zi Guang Sword away.
Zhuge Yanran was able to escape danger and survive a life-or-death crisis.
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